"Yes or no?"
Seeing that Ming Beiya did not answer for a long time, Mo Shisheng asked again.
Ming Beiya: "..."
What do you expect him to answer?
yes?
That's practically suicide!
Now that Mo Shisheng has finally stopped resisting him so much, he doesn't want to waste his efforts.
*
Moreover, at that time, Ming Beiya had no idea that Mo Shisheng was so stubborn. He chuckled and said, "Even if the entire Shangguan family were to be buried with you, you wouldn't hesitate?"
"..."
Upon hearing Ming Beiya's words, Mo Shisheng's long eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment's thought, she realized that the Shangguan family's foundation in the Xuanyun Continent had been established for centuries, and even the imperial palace could not shake its foundation.
Although she knew that Ming Beiya had this ability, Mo Shisheng still couldn't say that her body was indeed Shangguan Yan's. But if Ming Beiya knew that the core had been replaced with her, Mo Shisheng, the Shangguan family would truly be destroyed.
After all, the idea of being resurrected from a dead body is really bizarre, and she doesn't want to be treated like a monster and dragged away to be burned alive!
"I am Shangguan Yan. Whether you believe me or not is up to you, Grand Preceptor." Mo Shisheng's soft red lips curved slightly, and she said no more.
However, at that moment, the horses pulling the carriage were startled, let out a long neigh, and went out of control.
The carriage swayed with the horse's movements. Ming Beiya sat up straight, but Mo Shisheng didn't have such good balance. As soon as Ming Beiya stepped back, she uncontrollably lunged at him.
Mo Shisheng nestled into Ming Beiya's arms, tilting her head slightly to meet his deep eyes. Ming Beiya's beautiful face remained expressionless. "Throwing yourself into my arms?"
"I'll give you my head."
Mo Shisheng gritted her teeth and glared at Ming Beiya, then quickly steadied herself and prepared to get up from Ming Beiya's body.
Outside the carriage, Qi Muxiao recognized it as Ming Beiya's carriage and immediately dismounted and ran towards it.
Qi Muxiao was wearing a long red dress today, but Ming Beiya's horse was extremely averse to the color red. When it saw a red figure running towards it, it lost control and started moving around wildly.
"Please keep your distance, Princess, to avoid accidentally injuring you," Zhuque said to Qi Muxiao with a frown. After he calmed the horse down, Qi Muxiao actually moved closer again.
"Zhuque, is the Imperial Preceptor inside? I want to see him, I..."
"hiss--"
The horse went out of control again. Mo Shisheng, who was in the carriage, finally managed to sit up straight, but then she was thrown towards Ming Beiya again.
Her small face was extremely close to Ming Beiya's, and she had to use both her hands and feet to prevent her face from touching him.
If she accidentally gets involved with Ming Beiya, who knows how this devil will retaliate against her!
The expected softness didn't come, and Ming Beiya frowned slightly. His gaze fell on the small face so close to his own, and he found that Mo Shisheng had her hands on the carriage, forcefully preventing the two from making contact.
Ming Beiya watched as Mo Shisheng's delicate face gradually turned red. The carriage was still swaying, and Mo Shisheng, without any support, seemed to be struggling.
Seeing Ming Beiya looking at her calmly, Mo Shisheng said, holding back her anger, "Why don't you give me a push!"
"No."
Ming Beiya's lips curved slightly, the arc of which was exquisitely beautiful, her smile faint. Her stunning face slowly drew closer to Mo Shisheng, whose eyes widened in astonishment. "You!"
Suddenly, Mo Shisheng could no longer hold on and collapsed into Ming Beiya's arms once more, her soft red lips pressed against Ming Beiya's lips...
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